lt;Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao

“Sister…” Yan Jiaojiao screamed, interrupting her words, afraid she would say the things she had done. If it were before, Mom might not believe her, but after last time, Mom's guilt towards her had reached an unfathomable level.,"I saw all your photos in Xiaoji's room drawer while I was helping her tidy up. She didn't tell you about that, did she",As she fastened her seatbelt, she heard the man beside her, who had been silent throughout the drive, suddenly speak. "Do you have deep feelings for me"。